Title: My Drunken Encounter

Author: Dysnomia

Fandom: Scrubs

Pairing: Cox/JD
Rating: NC-17 overall (This part R)

Part: 1/2

Disclaimer: I own no part of Scrubs, I'm just borrowing them for a bit of fun.

JD wasn't there to witness the next time Dr. Cox wrecked a lab. But he was there with poor Franklin to see the damage after and to, reluctantly, help him clean up. Hurricane Cox had obviously swept through the room, destroying nearly everything that wasn't bolted down. JD was left with the image of Dr. Cox whirling around the room like the Tazmanian Devil, sound effects and spitting babble included.

It wasn't until later on in the break room that JD realized what he'd done. He'd apologized to Franklin about Dr. Cox's behavior. It was in that moment that he realized something else as well. Something that was sure to make his life a lot more complicated. He was in love with the older doctor. He had no idea when he'd fallen for him, so he sat there, staring blankly at the television screen trying to work it out.

He couldn't figure it out though. Couldn't pinpoint the exact time when his harmless crush on the man he considered his mentor turned into something deeper, something a lot scarier. Love wasn't as easy as a simple crush. JD could handle having just a crush on Dr. Cox, since crushes had never really meant anything to him before. Actually being in love with the other man changed things, made the situation a little more difficult. Well, it wasn't so much the being in love with a man part that bothered him, JD already knew that he was bisexual, so that wasn't the problem. The problem was that it was Perry Cox that he was in love with, someone he didn't stand a chance of being more then friends with. Even calling what they had friendship was a stretch, considering how much of a people person Dr. Cox was.

Even working with the man was going to be almost impossible now. The love was always going to be there, hanging over him, taunting him with what he'll never have. JD wasn't sure how long he sat there, silently stewing. It took The Todd coming into the room bragging about some nurse to snap him out of it. Glancing at the clock JD realized his shift had been over for almost an hour already. Deciding to make a quick escape before he ran into anyone he got up, ignoring The Todd's raised hand on his way out the door. He dimly heard the dejected "No high five?" that came from behind him.

He spent the hours after he got home from the hospital waiting on the couch, jacket in hand, hoping Dr. Cox was going to show up. Rowdy stared at him from the other side of the couch, accusing brown eyes boring into him. "This isn't what it looks like Rowdy. It's not like I'm waiting by the door for him or anything, ready to jump up and follow him around like a puppy. I'm all the way over here, on the couch, a nice proper ten feet from the door."

The knock on the door a few minutes later had him jumping up, and his coat was halfway on before Dr. Cox burst through the door. Dr. Cox grabbed his arm, and while he was being violently pulled out of the apartment he absently noted that maybe he should start locking the door, because the next crazy man barging into the apartment might not be as 'safe' as Dr. Cox.

Trying to struggle to get his other arm through his sleeve was proving hard to do, since Dr. Cox still hadn't let go of his arm, and apparently his efforts to get dressed were slowing him down. Dr. Cox turned to glare at JD, snapping at him. "Get a move on it Jennifer. We've got a lo-o-ng night of drinking ahead of us and I'd like to get started sooner rather then later, and your pathetic little attempt to make yourself look all dressed up and pretty is making me wait even longer."

After finally managing to drag JD down to the Porsche, jacket hanging forgotten from one shoulder, Dr. Cox drove them to one of the most run-down looking bars JD had ever seen. Dim lighting, smoky air, and dirty tables made for a very depressing atmosphere, exactly what Dr. Cox needed to distract him.

And the place couldn't even make him an Appletini. Settling for a beer JD plopped down on a stool at the bar, next to Dr. Cox, who hadn't said a word since telling him to hurry up. "So…is this a tradition now, 'cause that would be neat. No one but me and Turk has any sort of tradition with me, like the one we've done since college that involves-"

"Shut up Newbie. Not only do I not care what you do with your little friends, because make no mistake, I don't care one way or another, but I re-heh-elly don't want to know what kind of tea parties you get together with your girlfriends to have."

That shut him up quick. JD grabbed the beer sitting in front of him, and tipping the bottle back, chugged more then half right away. Dr. Cox's only response was a quirked eyebrow, and to take a swig from his own beer.

Dr. Cox watched JD, watched as the kid sucked back drink after drink quickly, while he followed at a slower pace. Before long JD had seven empties lined up in front of him, and Dr. Cox only had three empties, with his fourth still half full. Dr. Cox had come to the realization that a night that normally consisted of getting so drunk he couldn't think straight, didn't have to be that way. He found that being with the normally annoying intern got his mind off things, and made getting just slightly buzzed acceptable. He'd also found that the kid couldn't hold his liquor, and was now drunk off his ass, slurring his speech and wobbling in his seat.

Dr. Cox didn't even mind listening to whatever it was JD was babbling about. It had started out as talk about the hospital, and had now degenerated into him whining about his problems with Barbie. It looked like they were having another break from their sickenly sweet relationship, and not at JD's request.

What happened next Perry swore wasn't his fault. It was all the beer, his own loneliness, and JD's puppy dog eyes and pouty lips that were to blame. JD slid to the side, falling off his stool. Luckily, he managed to fall right onto Dr. Cox instead of the dirty floor. JD's reaction time was slowed by the booze, so he didn't manage to throw his arms out in time to catch himself. Instead, he crashed into Dr. Cox face first, his lips catching the older man on the corner of his mouth.

For one short moment Dr. Cox thought about pushing him away, before his brain registered the feeling of JD's soft lips and warm body pressed against him. Then he couldn't stop himself, he turned his head enough that their lips met properly. Perry closed his eyes briefly, enjoying the kiss. It had been too long, with Jordan plaguing his love life since the divorce. It was only the shortest of kisses, really nothing more then a peck, before JD managed to scramble off his lap, making it back to his own stool.

Perry looked to see what the kid's reaction was going to be. Narrowing his eyes, and cursing the dim lighting, he was almost sure JD was blushing. He was looking anywhere but at the man next to him, and when he finally got up the nerve to look at him, Dr. Cox noticed the fear that shone in those blue eyes. What he wasn't sure of was whether it was fear of Perry's own reaction, or was he scarred because he'd just kissed another man.

He decided there was only one way to find out. Knowing he'd most likely regret this in the morning, but just drunk enough not to care at the moment, the older man's hand shot out.

JD flinched, expecting to be hit; instead he started as Dr. Cox latched onto his hand, fingers curling over his. Startled blue eyes glanced up into stormy blue. JD didn't know what was going on. It looked like Dr. Cox was coming onto him, since he'd turned his drunken bumbling into a kiss, and now there was the whole hand holding thing. Should he take the chance that this wasn't just a joke on Dr. Cox's part, that this was really happening? If he reciprocated would Dr. Cox just laugh, call him a girl's name, and proceed to mock him for the rest of his life? Or could this finally be the moment that he's been waiting for, been wanting, from almost the first time he laid eyes on the older man? Deciding to take the risk, JD cautiously squeezed the hand holding his, smiling tentatively.

That seemed to be the sign that Perry needed. Still grasping his hand, Perry leaned in close, lips just brushing JD's ear, and whispered, "Let's get out of here JD, go back to my place."

Maybe Perry was more drunk then he'd thought, because right now he wanted nothing more then to bring this kid home with him and spend the night doing unmentionable things to him.

Even if the simple kiss hadn't left him turned on, Perry whispering his actual name was more then enough to arouse him. He was up surprisingly quick, swaying only slightly, then eagerly dragging the other man towards the door, hands still clasped, tugging impatiently on his arm when Perry hesitated briefly. Once outside though, standing in front of Perry's car, JD's nerves hit him full force. What did he think he was doing? He should know better then to sleep with someone from the hospital. The mistakes he made with Elliot should have taught him that. But here he was, about to embark down that road once again. It was even worse that this was a coworker that he also happened to be in love with.

Perry must have sensed his sudden reluctance, because suddenly JD found himself pressed against the car, door handle digging painfully into his spine, and he couldn't have cared less at the time. Perry was kissing him again, and this time it wasn't just a short one. It was hard, demanding, Perry's tongue prying his lips apart to dip inside. When he finally pulled away, JD was left breathless, gasping, wondering why he'd had doubts about what they were going to do. His face must have displayed all his emotions, letting Dr. Cox read him like a book. With his hands resting lightly on JD's hips Perry whispered, "Stop thinking about it. Thinking's only going to make you talk yourself out of what could otherwise be an enjoyable night. Don't worry about it, I'll take care of you, I won't hurt you. Nothing will change. I promise. Scouts honor."

Instantly JD relaxed, trusting Dr. Cox knew what he was talking about. Finally registering that last thing he'd said, JD narrowed his eyes playfully. "You were never in the Scouts. I just can't picture it, and trust me I can picture a lot."

"Maybe I was, maybe I wasn't, but that's a story for another time. Right now, I have plans for you that don't include very much talking, other then the mandatory screaming of my name."

JD swallowed, the images Perry's words conjured making him wish they were already back at his apartment. The opening of the passenger side door startled JD out of his visions, and he slid into the car, sinking into the seats. He jumped again as Perry's hand landed on his thigh, rubbing small circles.

The ride back to Perry's building was a blur, as was the trip up to the apartment. He came back to himself at the slamming of the door and the sudden attack on his throat, hands pushing him back to lean against the wall. Perry's lips latched onto his neck, sucking softly at first, and then with more strength, until JD was sure there was going to be a mark there in the morning. Perry's warm hands were suddenly underneath his shirt, fingertips ghosting across his flesh. Perry could feel JD's stomach muscles clench in response, and he smiled against the skin he was still worrying with his teeth.

"Perry I-" JD started to get out before a finger was pressed suddenly against his lips.

"When I said there was to be very little talking earlier I actually meant that there will be no talking at all. That is the one and only rule attached to tonight. Do you understand?"

JD opened his mouth to respond then thought better of it and snapped his mouth shut with an audible clink of teeth, nodding his head in understanding.

"That'a girl." Then Perry's lips were pressed against his again and any protest he was thinking of voicing was swallowed under the feeling of nearly being consumed.

Perry seemed to be fascinated with his neck because he went back to sucking on a different spot this time. Not wanting to be idle any longer JD's own hands came up to grab the hem of Perry's shirt, pulling the tight cotton up and, with a little coaxing to remove the older man's mouth, he had the shirt over his head and tossed off to the side. He only managed a quick glimpse of toned, tanned skin before Perry was on him again. This time it was JD's turn to lose his shirt, and he soon regretted his choice of a button up when with a frustrated growl, it was ripped open, buttons clattering against the floor.

JD couldn't even be self-conscious about the way he looked. He knew he wasn't built, and could really do with a few tanning sessions, but the heat in the other man's eyes was enough to reassure him that he obviously had something to offer. That as bad as he thought he looked, he was still good enough for Perry Cox. That bit of information gave JD the confidence to be the first to reach for the zipper on Perry's pants, and the courage to first cup his hand over the rather hard bulge in the front. He didn't get to go any further then pulling the zipper down before the older man took over again, reaching for JD's own zipper. He quickly yanked the pants down, bringing his boxers with them, until they were far enough to fall in a puddle at JD's feet.

Perry pulled him towards the bedroom, the sight of the young man completely naked caused his lust to soar, and he didn't want to wait any longer. He shed his own jeans as he went, stumbling a bit as his feet tangled in the material. Kicking them off angrily into a corner, he continued on towards his goal, not once allowing his hands to lose contact with at least some portion of JD's soft skin. Perry walked backwards to the bed, and when his knees hit the edge he allowed himself to fall, taking JD down with him.

JD landed on top, bracing his arms on either side of Perry's head. Their eyes locked and for a brief moment JD's fear came back at the intensity of the stare. But then he was being tugged down for a kiss and all thoughts completely flew out of his mind, both good and bad, he wasn't able to do much other then feel.

Using his position on top to his advantage JD tore his mouth away from Perry's and with a cheeky grin started to make his way down Perry's body. He kissed and licked a trail from his mouth, down his chin, stopping briefly to suckle on his Adam's apple, which wrenched a moan out of the older man. Still using one hand to brace himself, the other slid up Perry's arm, over his shoulder, to toy with the nipple on the left. He slowly kissed and licked his way down the toned chest beneath him, tongue marking the ridges of his abdomen.

Perry shivered under JD, barely daring to touch the younger man, not wanting to startle him before he got to the inevitable ending place. Instead he gasped quietly, willing himself to be patient, telling himself that the kid would get where he wanted him to be eventually. What seemed like hours later but really could have been no more then a few minutes, JD's fingers curl around his erection, but he still didn't go any further. Now the kid's infuriating mouth was kissing his thigh, getting ever closer. Finally, with JD's head and cheek resting on his thigh, Perry could just feel JD's lips brushing the side of his cock. His hands fisted the bed sheets in anticipation, his eyes shut, and he waited, panting, to feel something more.

Perry's eyes snapped back open when he realized that nothing was happening, JD wasn't moving. The sight that greeted him had him wanting to strangle the kid, but only for a brief second. JD had simply passed out, the booze catching up with him, and apparently Perry's thigh made a good pillow. Snorting more in amusement then anger, he gently rolled JD to the side, getting out from under him. Perry pulled him up to rest his head on an actual pillow, arranging him comfortably on the bed.

Getting up to set the alarm clock, Perry thought about taking his wilted erection into the bathroom to finish things off. He decided against it, figuring it would be only fair that it would be JD's job at a later time. He padded naked back into the living room, needing a minute to cool down before going to sleep. Collecting all of their clothing he threw his own into the hamper, folding JD's and leaving them in a pile on a chair in the bedroom.

Perry contemplated sleeping on the couch, leaving JD alone in the bed. "Screw it." He muttered as he climbed into bed with JD, pulling the blanket over the both of them. He fell asleep soon after, and will deny until the day he dies that he pulled JD against his chest to cuddle first.